Absence

 What is this notion called absence? Mere reverse image of presence? How is it that those who are near and dear to us, they are very much there, though actually nowhere there? Death does not dare part us from them. They are very much there, around us, fleeting in our memories, lulling us with the lullabies of their absent presence!

So it is with our friends, our acquaintances. We may not see them for days, months, years, and yet when we meet them, the bounds of time and space are unshackled as if they never existed. Absence wilts before the eternal presence.

So many of our experiences are such, absent yet present. Who has ever seen imagination, intelligence, creativity? Goodness, honesty, genuineness, authenticity, transparence, integrity? Physically not present, as they are conceptual, but absolute psychological realities they are, right?

And the scientific principles, are they physically present? Electricity, gravitational pull, are they ever seen? Are they physically present? But their physical absence hardly matters, right? They are there, and therefore we jolly well are here! Paradox personified!

Last but not the least, god. Eternally absent, yet present every nano second. Well, even if you are a die hard materialist and atheist, you have to accept to that this complex mechanism called universe has to begin, has to be initiated, however much set later in to a particular rhythm of its own. In brief, in absence resides presence, and vice versa!

Pratima @ absence makes presence real!